Volume 1, Chapter 25: Basin-Sized Mutant Cockroaches

As for what followed... Zhao Zhikang was lecherous by nature and sought to possess Duanmu Xue. She had fought with her life on the line to preserve her chastity. Fearing that trouble might arise, Zhao eventually stopped forcing himself upon her, opting instead to lock her away and leave her to starve to death.

Although true warfare is a struggle between those at the top, Qin Feng could hardly fight a hundred men by himself, could he?

With no spiritual energy flowing, how could one heal? Without the slow nourishment of spiritual energy, the meridians naturally could not be repaired.

I felt as if the entire world had collapsed. I sat there blankly, my ears ringing, staring into the distance without focus.

Mi Mangzhou was dazed for a few seconds before he belatedly recalled the context: his own righteous declaration of, "Brother Zheng, I am angry! I need to cool off, let’s live separately for now!"

When Yang Bo brought Zuo Chao back to that alley, he was keeping an eye on the thugs. A few had already fled, but that was of no concern; as long as Zuo Chao was there, it was enough.

Chen Hua led his group toward where Qin Feng stood, and every eye was fixed on the direction in which Chen Hua walked.

In that moment, Harry truly wanted to press them all down at the dining table and force them to eat properly instead of staring at each other in silence. He opened his mouth, glanced at the expressions on both sides, but did not know what to say to truly ease this strange atmosphere. He felt terribly distressed.

Generally speaking, you can certainly explain away the actions of some people for your brother’s sake, provided you don't do it to their faces—especially with someone like Erk. If he loses his temper, you have no idea what the consequences might be.

Fang Bai picked up the object that had struck the Deadpool from his feet, only to discover it was a golden egg—solid, pure gold.

After some deliberation, Yu Yan sat down on one of the prayer mats and closed his eyes to enter meditation.

Wu Meiniang was quite surprised, for in all the time she had known Sixth Master, she had never seen him so agitated.

Jixing gazed excitedly at the two red, five-colored crystals that were darting frantically inside the origin energy cage trapped before Yu Yanglin.

Ke Han smiled with "modesty," deliberately trying to close the distance between himself and his subordinates, and by doing so, signaled to Prefect Tao that here in Huai County, we are exceptionally united! He called out with great spirit, "Brothers, your hard work is appreciated! I shall toast first!"

These nematodes were originally used to torture prisoners. Once these Soul-Devouring Nematodes were implanted into a cultivator's brain, they would continuously consume the cultivator's divine sense.

"Old General, we will certainly not fail your expectations." Hahaha, not taking advantage of a bargain was not Liu Chong's style. Upon hearing this, he hurried to thank Zhu Jun, showing not the slightest intention of refusing.

And this move by Miao Qinghou was undoubtedly a great success! By being the first to lead his gang to join the Feitian Gang, he had seized the initiative and gained Summer's approval first.

The seven Spirit Venerables had been recalled by Han Bing; after all, when he was concentrating on breaking through his cultivation realm, he lacked the energy to control them, and the secret of the Spirit Venerables could not be exposed, so he simply withdrew them.

"What Blood Fire Dragon General? Simply pathetic," the Extreme Shadow Chasing Leopard said with a disdainful smile.

At the same time, as if his spiritual power had reached a peak—a critical threshold—it erupted like a mountain flood. Something inside Han Bing, like an ancient primordial beast awakening, shattered the gates to a new cultivation level, and a profound, mysterious state was born.

The elderly youth coughed for a while, regained a bit of his spirit, and sighed heavily, his expression softening considerably.

Just as Seryozha was planning to find an opportunity to go to Switzerland to reunite with his family, he suddenly received a phone call from the Kremlin late one night.

"Lan?!" Peering out from behind the tall Julius, Emilia looked at her friend in front of her in disbelief.

The Poison Doll White-Headed God was truly worthy of being a master of creating and using poisons; he could even command poisonous beasts! Seeing the vast swarm of poisonous insects and beasts moving toward them, everyone felt their skin crawl. Not to mention that these creatures were incredibly venomous, their appearance was so hideously ugly that it made one want to retch at the very sight.

Since there was military intelligence, Qi Jiguang naturally would not refuse; it was possible it could actually be put to use.

After about ten days, Liu Bei’s reply arrived. It was exactly as Yu Julu had expected: Liu Bei no longer trusted Zu Ti and had instructed him to act at his own discretion; if he discovered any suspicious activity from Zu Ti, he was to seize him on the spot.

His opponent, however, was like a calm, boundless ocean, enveloping the roaring Musashi. No matter how many splashes Musashi kicked up, the vast, infinite sea never showed a ripple from beginning to end, with only silent currents flowing quietly around Musashi.

Standing on the containers stacked around the port, aided by the bright lights, Lan was able to take in the situation in the yard with a bird's-eye view.

Everything aside from her breathtakingly beautiful sleeping face was submerged in a deep, dark brown.

Seventh Mistress usually pitied Ye Kui, and seeing this, she wanted to speak up to help her. But the moment she parted her lips, she caught Ye Kui’s gaze and saw her shake her head almost imperceptibly. She had no choice but to swallow the words that had already reached her lips. Meanwhile, Eighth Mistress Luo watched on with cold indifference.

Among the major cuisines of later generations, Lu cuisine held its place, but since it was eaten year-round, it was nothing rare. The Chen family was a prestigious family from Jiangnan and was very particular about food and drink. Their family chef was a Huaiyang cook who emphasized ingredients and knife skills, which in turn elevated Zhang Shouren’s taste in living.